In addition to making us want to scream RUN! to Olivia Newton-John, the song’s title is awfully perplexing. Doesn’t John Travolta know that sounds a lot like a line in about a million gay porns that begin in high school locker rooms? We knew he had superhuman powers of self-deception but this really is really, just, something.

Take special note of John Travolta’s impeccable Hugh Jackman jazz hand impression, Kelly Preston’s overly enthusiastic cameo (always…), and that one really unfortunate daughter who only got her dad’s jeans.